Night Changes (A dark One Direction Mafia story)

~ N I N E ~

*Luna's POV*

"This might hurt," Louis warned before sticking the needle into the wound. "Fuck! Might is a fucking understatement asshole!" I screamed digging my nails into Harry's arm and biting my bottom lip so I wouldn't smack the piss out of him.

"Fucking hell." Harry groaned as he looked at me in anger.

"You don't get to look at me like that Styles. This is nothing compared to what I've been through from you assholes." I hissed as Louis continued to stitch me up. After what seemed like an eternity Louis took off his surgical gloves and finally told me he was done. He helped me sit up on the counter and slowly cuffed my hands together behind my back once again.

"Harry will show you around," Louis said wiping the counter clean of the blood.

He then came walking around and stood in front of me, tilting his head to the side as he stared at me. "I need to give you this shot, it's going to take the infection away." He flicked it before inserting it into my arm.

"Are we done now?" I asked.

Louis nodded his head. "Good." I replied jumping off the counter, forgetting my thigh was still sore.

My knee collapsed and I started falling to the front. "Don't worry princess, I got you," Louis said as he caught me and picked me up bridal style. We locked eyes and stood there for a minute until Harry interrupted us.

"Here we go, this should help you Luna." He said rolling a wheelchair over to where we were. Louis placed me into the chair and Harry started pushing me out of the kitchen. I turned back to see Louis still staring at me before we turned a corner.

"So, what would you like to see first? we got the movie theater, arcade, gymnasium, bowling alley, art room, swimming pool, library...."

"Library?" I asked, looking up at him kind of confused. He chuckled.

"Yes, Library. Just because we are Mafia doesn't mean we don't like a good book every now and then." I nodded in response, unsure of what to say.

We turned a few more corners until we came to a pair of elegant doors. He pushed the doors open and we walked in. Hundreds of books greeted us.

"Wow." was all I could say. "Louis and Niall do a lot of reading." He said as he pushed me over to a table and took a seat next to me.

"What is your favourite book Luna?"

I smirked, shaking my head. "I doubt you'd have it."

"Try me princess," he whispered into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I rose my brow and bit my lip. "The Bible" I replied, him still inches away from my face. He licked his lips while staring at mine then smirked and chuckled.

"It's right over there." He said gesturing to the end of one of the shelves. I looked at the shelf and then at him in shock. He just shook his head and smirked.

"Why do you have that book? I doubt you feel sorry for anything you guys do."

"Jesus forgives everyone, if I'm not wrong." He replied moving a strand of hair behind my ear.

There was a moment of silence.

"Besides, That's Niall's Bible. He leaves it in here for everyone to read if they wish." He whispered brushing his lips gently across mine. I immediately got butterflies.

"Hope I'm not interrupting?" someone said breaking up the steamy session we were having. "Niall, what a surprise," Harry greeted, not breaking eye contact with me. "Actually Ni, would you mind watching her while I use the toilet?" Harry asked smirking. Niall nodded his head before he came over and switched spots with Harry.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do to her Ni." He laughed walking out of the room. I turned my focus back to Niall who was avoiding eye contact. I could tell he was nervous.

"You're not like the others, are you?" I asked him. "W-what do you mean?" still not making eye contact with me.

"You don't get pleasure out of hurting me, like the others. You're not a violent person either, you just do what Louis tells you to do," I added. He turned pale white.

"Sorry Harry, I need to go." He got up rushing out of the room. "Niall please wait!" I called after him. I groaned when he didn't turn around.

"Fuck me." I mumbled.

"Watch what you wish for princess." Harry replied smirking at me. Steam formed in my ears "IS THAT ALL YOU ASSHOLS THINK OF!?" I Screamed at him. He grabbed my hair, yanking my head back and placed a knife at my throat.

"Don't. ever. talk to me like that again. If I remember correctly Louis gave me permission to do whatever I want to you and there is no one to stop me." He smirked as he slightly started to drag the blade across my throat, cutting it a bit. I grabbed the spot he had cut and noticed the blood. "Next time, I will kill you. Don't test me." He whispered into my ear.

"What the fuck is going on in here?" a familiar voice asked. I looked up to see Louis standing at the doorway. Before I could respond I felt really lightheaded and the next thing I knew everything went dark.

*LOUIS' POV*

"For fucks sake Harry!" I huffed as I walked over to Luna. "We're not trying to kill her!" I shouted as I picked her up. "If our 'parents' found out that we killed her, yall better find good fucking hiding spots because they will hunt you down."

I walked out of the room, Harry following me. "Why won't you tell her? She has the right to know." Harry asked. I stopped dead in my tracks and Harry bumped into me.

"I will tell her when the time is right"

"Yeah when? When her 'stepbrother' fucks her a million times?? She is going to hate you for the rest of her life when she finds out." He said.

"Alright Harry, I think it would be best for you to go to our room and wait for me." I ordered. He shoved past me and walked away, down the hall.

I took Luna to Niall's room and left her on the spare bed in there. Someone needed to keep an eye on her and well, Niall doesn't like hurting anyone so I know she will be safe here. "Hey Ni," I greeted as I walked into his room. He lay on his perfectly made bed, reading a book.

"I'm going to leave Luna here for a while, I don't trust Zayn to watch her for obvious reasons, and I know you won't hurt her." He nodded at me in approval.

I went to retrieve the First Aid kit and bandaged up the scar that Harry gave her. Fooking idiot. I stood there and watched her for a few minutes before remembering I had to go take care of Harry. "Please Niall, I'm begging you, don't let her get up. She needs to rest with everything she's gone through." I added walking towards the door. He gave me a small smile and nodded. "Thanks lad, you're the best."

"Time to go deal with Harold." I sighed as I closed Niall's door and started walking towards our room.